[Chorus] Give me the money Give me the money I don't care about a man Give me the money [Verse 1] I don't need promises, I need the stack in my palm. You kept talking forever, I kept my face calm. I watched the whole room change when the bill came through. You want my time, my body, my name, my day, my mood. I learned real quick what people call sweet talk. It's usually a hand out wrapped in a walk talk. So don't bring me flowers, don't bring me fake concern. Bring me the cash on the table, watch how the tables turn. [Verse 2] I got a rent due number burned in the back of my mind. I got a mother on the phone saying baby, keep your pride. I got miles in my shoes, I got teeth in my grin. I got scars from believing every smooth-tongued grin. Now I count every favor like a receipt in the rain. If it don't feed the future, it don't stay in my name. You can keep the cheap charm, keep the pretty little line. If it don't come with commas, it don't get my time. [Chorus] Give me the money Give me the money I don't care about a man Give me the money [Verse 3] I been broke in a crowd, still smiling for the photo. I been the one they call when they need a no-show. I been half of a plan while they take all the credit. Now I move with a purpose, and I don't regret it. My nails stay neat, my bag stay heavy. My eyes stay sharp when the price looks ready. I don't chase a rescue, I don't chase a ring. I chase a door that opens and a check that sings. [Verse 4] You can keep your sweet mouth and your late replies. You can keep your little lies with the innocent eyes. I seen too many kings fall asleep on a promise. I seen too many queens work for crumbs and call it honest. So I won't dress it up, I won't make it pretty. If the deal is a joke, then the joke won't get me. I want fresh ink drying on a line that pays. I want my name on paper and my hours back someday. [Chorus] Give me the money Give me the money I don't care about a man Give me the money [Verse 5] I know my worth now, I don't haggle with a whisper. I don't bend my spine for a maybe or a picture. I want paid in full, I want first-round wins. I want that safe-door click when the week begins. I got dreams with teeth, I got plans with fire. I got a whole new voice when I say I'm tired. It's not mean, it's math, it's a line I drew. If you want my heart, then the money come too. [Verse 6] So let them call me cold when I ask for my due. Cold is sleeping on a future that was built for you. I got lashes up, chin high, feet planted, no fear. If love's real, it'll last while the numbers appear. I don't need a man to tell me I'm enough. I need my own name and a bag that stacks up. I need peace in my hands and power in my day. I don't care about a man, I got bills to pay.
